Finally, I Had Been Waiting for You

Jing Xing Xinglai could understand Ma Feifei's actions, but both the Prime Minister and the King of Qin had been dealt with by Ma Feifei, and Prime Minister Di Heyu even owed Ma Feifei a huge sum of 55 million Spirit Crystal. Logically, they should have avoided Ma Feifei as much as possible at this time, but who knew that he would come to their doorstep on his own initiative.

"Hmm... I see." Ma Feifei looked at the two people following behind Di Heyu and suddenly realized that the cultivation levels of these two people were higher than his, which meant that Di Heyu had brought three important figures at the Spirit Saint realm this time.

Qin Ziying was accompanied by a Spirit Saint, and the fact that the two came together clearly indicated they were in cahoots, suggesting their intentions might be hostile.

"Young brother, we meet again." Upon seeing Di Heyu again, the gloom on his face had vanished, replaced by a warm and gentle expression, as if he and Ma Feifei were old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years.

"I've finally waited for you." In comparison, Qin Ziying's words were somewhat sarcastic, and he looked at Ma Feifei with a mocking expression. Today, he and Di Heyu brought three important figures of the Spirit Saint class, and they were determined to get back at Ma Feifei today.

Ma Feifei didn't mind the strong sarcasm in Qin Ziying's tone at all. This kind of verbal bravado was the most meaningless thing to do, so he couldn't be bothered to argue with Qin Ziying. Instead, he looked at Di Heyu and smiled, "Is the Prime Minister here to pay off a debt?"

Upon hearing this, Di Heyu's smile froze. He hadn't expected Ma Feifei to actually dare to bring this up. Didn't he see that he had brought two important figures at the Spirit Saint realm just a few days ago? How could he still dare to bring this up? Did he really think that having a Spirit Saint in his presence meant he could act so recklessly?

Seeing Di Heyu's face stiffen, Ma Feifei felt extremely pleased. He took out the straitened note from his spatial ring, pointed to it, and said, "Prime Minister, you can't go back on your word... It's in black and white, and you even have your seal on it."

"You ungrateful wretch! How could someone as important as the Prime Minister possibly owe you money?" Qin Ziying said sternly from the side.

Upon hearing this, Di Heyu's face darkened again. Qin Ziying's words had set the tone perfectly; it was now impossible for him to repay his debts, otherwise, according to Qin Ziying's logic, he, as the prime minister, would be looked down upon.

"Smack!"

Suddenly, a crisp sound rang out, and everyone saw Qin Ziying being thrown ten meters away, landing on the ground.

"I don't like people interrupting me when I'm speaking," Ma Feifei said slowly, lightly shaking his left arm.

"Young Master!" This was so sudden that even the Spirit Saint behind Qin Ziying was caught off guard!

Keep in mind that he was at the Spirit Saint Second Stage realm! How profound must someone's cultivation be to be able to attack right under his nose without him even reacting?

Not to mention him, even the other two powerful figures at the Spirit Saint realm were shocked, because they hadn't reacted either.

Prime Minister Di Heyu felt a chill in his heart. He had originally thought that the most powerful person in this small shop was that young lady, but now he realized that the young man in front of him was also an unfathomable cultivator.

Thinking about this, Di Heyu regretted listening to Qin Ziying and coming to cause trouble for Ma Feifei.

"Kill him! Kill him for me!" Qin Ziying covered his face, glaring Rage at Ma Feifei, and roared viciously.

The slap didn't injure him, but it shattered his pride and self-esteem. Who was he? He was Qin Ziying, the son of Qin Shi Huang Great Qin, and perhaps even the future king of Great Qin! His status was exalted and noble; to be slapped in public like this! How could he not be driven mad?

Reason was completely absent from his mind; at that moment, all he wanted to do was kill Ma Feifei, the man who had slapped him!

The powerful Spirit Saint who had come with Qin Ziying hesitated for a moment upon seeing this, then moved swiftly, transforming into Phantom Organization as he rushed towards Ma Feifei.

The sudden turn of events left everyone bewildered, and they instinctively moved away, including Di Heyu, to avoid being caught in the crossfire.

"Where is the Prime Minister going?" A slightly teasing voice came, stopping Di Heyu in his retreat. Di Heyu looked up and found that the battle was over. The great Spirit Saint was being held by the neck by Ma Feifei, his eyes rolled back, his hands hanging down, and he had actually fainted!

"This..." Di Heyu was instantly dumbfounded. A powerful figure at the Spirit Saint Second Stage realm had actually been subdued by someone with just one hand?

Am I dreaming?

The two Spirit Saint figures standing behind Di Heyu were also startled. They exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with disbelief.

Ma Feifei calmly removed the spatial ring from the Spirit Saint, casually tossing it beside Qin Ziying. Looking at Qin Ziying said, "You should thank your father, otherwise, those words you just uttered would have been enough to cost you your life. Get lost."

Ma Feifei didn't care about Qin Ziying at all; he wasn't even a minor character, and she didn't even want to say a word to him.

Qin Ziying was completely bewildered by this scene, staring blankly at the Saint lying beside him, at a loss for what to do.

After dealing with Qin Ziying, Ma Feifei turned his attention to Di Heyu. Di Heyu, as expected of the Prime Minister, had a strong ability to adapt to changing circumstances. He instantly took out a spatial bag and handed it over with both hands. "There are 60 million Spirit Crystal inside. Please accept them, shopkeeper."

Di Heyu didn't mention the debt, clearly wanting to save face for himself. Ma Feifei naturally wouldn't press the issue, smiling as she took the spatial bag and returned the IOU to Di Heyu, saying, "The Prime Minister is indeed a man of his word."

"Hehe..." Di Heyu gave an awkward laugh, unsure of what to say. He had actually come to cause trouble today; otherwise, he wouldn't have brought two cultivators at the Spirit Saint realm. But who knew this little shop's strength would be so formidable? The shopkeeper had subdued Spirit Saint Second Stage Saint with a single hand—this was simply impossible...

Having encountered such a formidable figure, Di Heyu had no intention of causing trouble. His only question was: when did such a powerful individual appear within the Qin State territory?

Many people shared the same thought as Di Heyu. Even Jing Xing, who was standing at the door and hadn't gone in yet, frowned and stared at Ma Feifei's back as he pondered.

"Swish swish~"

Just as everyone was speculating about Ma Feifei's identity, another series of footsteps came from outside Chang'an Street. The crowd parted and a group of soldiers in black armor rushed in and lined up on both sides, pushing aside the soldiers that Qin Ziying and Di Heyu had brought earlier.

Immediately afterwards, a white-haired general walked out. Ma Feifei recognized him; he was Bai Ling, a general of the Qin State, who had appeared before when he gave a sermon.

After Bai Ling appeared, she didn't even glance at Qin Ziying and the others. Instead, she cupped her hands to Ma Feifei and stood aside.

"Clatter!"

"Clatter!"

"Clatter!"

The Tackle of armor and the rhythmic sound of footsteps echoed on Chang'an Street.

At that moment, everyone seemed to realize something and turned their gazes toward the outside of Chang'an Street.

Ma Feifei was also very curious, and stood on the steps looking towards the end of Chang'an Street.

"Clap clap clap~"

A sea of people surged forward, prostrating themselves on the ground. A heavy atmosphere gradually filled the air, and the only sounds on the vast Chang'an Street were the clatter of feet and the Tackle of armor.

Suddenly, an old man appeared on the empty street.

The old man, with a solemn face, dressed in a black imperial robe with red silk pleats, a leather belt, and jade ornaments, walked slowly towards us.

"Greetings, Your Majesty!"